On Perfect Husband’s Birthday, in text messages:
Me: “Happy Birthday! I love you so much.”
PH: “I love you even more.”
Me: “But I love you so much, that since it’s your birthday, I haven’t eaten your KitKat while you’ve been at work.”
PH: “Wow. That’s LOVE.”
Singing along to “Two Princes” in the car, we bellow:
“One, two, princes kneel before you!
That’s what I said now!
Princes! Princes who adore you!
Just go ahead now!
One has diamonds in his pockets!
That’s some bread now!
This one said he wants to buy you rockets!”
… *pause and exchange of glances*
In unison: “THE ROCKETS ARE NOW DIAMONDS!”